"Our accounts?" M. de Barmont repeated, in surprise.
"Yes, let us proceed regularly. You promised this gentleman 50,000 livres?"
"Yes, I did."
"And you authorize me to give them to him?"
"Certainly."
"Good; in that case he shall have them." Then, turning to the Major—"You have scrupulously kept your promises, and we will keep ours as loyally. Here, in the first place, is your diamond, which I give you back: I will hand you over the money in a moment. I suppose you no more wish to remain in France than we do—eh?"
"I do not wish it the least in the world," the Major replied, delighted at having regained possession of his diamond.
"Where would you like to be landed? Will England suit you, or do you prefer Italy?"
"Well, I do not exactly know."
"Do you like Spain better? 'Tis all the same to me."